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August 29th, 2008, 5:51 pm by lawngriffiths
Anyone who has ever been a parent. Anyone who has ever spent a lot of time outdoors. Anyone who has been long hours in an auto in lonely stretches of America. Anyone who has lived or worked on a farm. Anyone – male or female — who has felt nature call at the worst moments….
Anyone knows that sometimes there is no restroom, no john, no bathroom or no pot behind closed doors to relieve oneself when the bladder screams.
So I suspect a sizable portion of our population really feels ambivalent that “urinating in a public place” is a veritable crime, an act that merits some kind of punishment. I frankly would be the last person to ever file a complaint or report to police if I saw someone in an alley let fly into the bushes.
So what! I don’t know how urgent the need was at the moment.
Much has been made about a campaign worker facing charges linked to urinating in a bottle near his truck while he was parked near a day labor center in Phoenix. The Tribune reported that “Buffalo” Rick Galeener was cited while he was involved in a months-long vigil staged there. The incident became part of a larger story about Galeener and how Mesa Senate candidate Russell Pearce was “backing away from an endorsement” by the man in a brouhaha with other issues. Nonetheless, Galeener’s misdemeanor case is set for pretrial hearing on Sept. 26. “I don’t deny that I had a bottle in my truck but I never admitted to anything,” the Tribune story said.
And what is wrong with that, folks? What is wrong with pulling off to the shoulder of a road, reaching for a bottle from under one’s carseat and discreetly relieving oneself and disposing of it later? “Discreetly” is the operative word. I suspect more than a few deputies and cops through time have discreetly let fly in places out of direct view, but not designated relief stations. Toilets may even be close, but they are not accessible in so many of life’s situations. Who hasn’t had a child desperately needing a restroom, but none available?
When my children were small and we were far from service stations on long trips, we pulled onto gravel roads and let the kids “run into the bushes” or behind pine trees. Sometime we adults did the same. Who was the victim? Who was offended? At other times, we pulled out containers and let them take care of things. No big deal. No one’s sensibilities affected.
In my days living in various countries of South America, it was common to see men relieving themselves by just turning toward walls along the sidewalks and going. Girls similarly squatted in the street gutters. Women had their judicious means, as well. You understood the context: Public restrooms were far and in between and rarely handy. Poverty itself had much to do with the practice. Did civilization finally arrive when every citizen was trained to only use the restroom?
I can walk 45 steps from the Tribune parking lot and show you where someone discreetly chose a walkway between two buildings and defecated and covered it with cloth. It has been there for days. You can find the same thing behind numerous Dumpsters in our communities. Yes, the people seeking that quasi-privacy should NOT have done their duty there, or, at a minimum, they should have found a container and disposed of it in the Dumpster. But who are we to judge that when nature called, they should have timed their lives to be near public restrooms?
When I was a twice-weekly Tempe columnist for the Tribune, I wrote several commentaries advocating highly visible public restrooms be established in downtown Tempe. They never came about. City officials used their lame excuse that such restrooms would lead to sexual predators and misconduct. Or putting in restrooms couldn’t be fit into the city budget.
Until science and human engineers perfect our bodies and let us program our organs so we can store excretions for scheduled elimination, I think law enforcement should back off as they would if someone vomited in public. Sure, they should scold and tell perpetrators to properly dispose of their wastes. Ultimately, accessibility to public toilets needs to be part of the scene. Issues of sanitation and public health will always be raised.
But to equate all of this, for example, with indecent exposure or public indecency is a real stretch and a disservice to what we are as human beings – creatures like all other living things that excrete. Carrying emergency relief containers in one’s vehicle is no different than carrying a first-aid kit or a spare tire for the unexpected. And until we do a better job of helping the street poor and the homeless and bathroomless, we need to show some understanding and no feigning being offended.
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August 29th, 2008, 3:47 pm by lawngriffiths
After years of talk about religion in American presidential politics and what brand of believers would be on the November 2008 ballot, we now know it will be member of the United Church of Christ (Sen. Barack Obama) and an Episcopalian/practicing Baptist (Sen. John McCain) leading the Democratic and Republican ticket respectively.
And we know there will be a Roman Catholic in the Democratic vice president slot (Sen. Joe Biden) and a member of the Assemblies of God (Gov. Sarah Palin) as McCain’s ballot partner.
So it is United Church of Christ/Roman Catholic versus Episcopal/Baptist/ Assemblies of God. Put together, the five faiths are long-established beliefs. If “averaged out” on the spectrum, they would tend toward conservative Christian orthodoxy. The United Church of Christ stands out from the others as one of America’s most progresssive and focused on social action. It’s the faith that touts that “God is still speaking” and was the first major faith to OK ordaining openly gay clergy and all that goes with it.
McCain’s religious identity has often been simply labeled “Christian” by the senator himself. “I’m not Episcopalian. I’m Baptist,” he told the Associated Press following one South Carolina rally. The Congressional Directory has listed him as Episcopalian, and he has said he was raised in an Episcopal church and went to “Episcopal High School.”
With wife Cindy McCaina as a declared Baptist, McCain has said he has been attending giant North Phoenix Baptist Church for more than 15 years. It is evident that John McCain answers to “Baptist” or “Episcopalian.” The campaign heretofore has shown McCain not one to wear his religion on his sleeve and has not been a religious firebrand.
And now, after all the fuss and insertion of religion in the long campaign, there is no Mormon on the ballot — again. The candidacy of former Massachusetts Gov. Mitt Romney, an active member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, was widely watched and debated. Conservative Christians openly said Mormon teachings don’t embrace the same tenets and teachings of the Christian faith they know, and they would not support Romney. We wonder how much that may have been a factor in McCain forgoing the former governor as his running mate.
Even after he withdrew as a candidate, despite the second strongest showing in the Republican primaries, Romney’s remained out there a long time as a possible vice presidential candidate for McCain. At time, he even seemed to be the most likely candidate as names fell off the list. But, in the end, it did not happen. Certainly many in the Arizona Mormon community are probably disappointed.
The largely unknown Palin, whose anti-abortion position coincides with Assemblies of God’s fierce stand, was being called a “bizarre choice” Friday by the National Jewish Democratic Council. Its executive director, Ira Forman, said there was not evidence that she had ever spoken publicy about Israel. “On a broad range of issues, most strikingly on the issue of women’s reproductive freedom, she is totally out of step with Jewish public opinion.” Then Forman underscored that this way: “The gulf between Palin’s public policy positions and the American Jewish community is best illustrated by the fact that the Christian Coalition of America was one of the strongest advocates of her selection.”
And if you missed what the CCA said, here is an execerpt: “She will bring to the forefront of our cultural conversations an intelligent, realistic, well-grounded woman’s perspective. Take that feminists — here is a woman of accomplishment who brings a fresh face to traditional values and models the type of woman most girls want to become.”
Look for Palin, with her reputed feistiness, to manifest her conservative Christianity in her barnstorming for the ticket. Along the way, sparks are certain to fly.
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August 26th, 2008, 5:04 pm by lawngriffiths
Nuns have lit up the movie screens across the more than a century of film. A cavalcade of leading women of film has put on habits to star in stories of faith, tenacity and courage. There was Debbie Reynolds in the “Singing Nun.” Ingrid Bergman in the 1945 film, “The Bells of St. Mary’s.” Audrey Hepburn in “Nun’s Story,” Loretta Young in “Come to the Stable” and Rosalind Russell in “Trouble with Angels.”
How about the live wire Whoopi Goldberg in “Sister Act” or TV’s Sally Field as “The Flying Nun.” Sophia Loren showed charm and beauty in the 1972 film “White Sister.” Julie Andrews took a few steps toward being one in the “Sound of Music” and others gave convincing roles in other efforts of Hollywood.
Beauty is not a word commonly applied to nuns. A fuss was raised across the world this week when supposedly the Rev. Antonio Rungi, an Italian priest and theologian, reportedly said he was organizing an online beauty pageant for nuns. Press reports said Rungi was trying to help nuns gain greater visibility in their churches and break some stereotypes of sisters supposedly seen as dour and no-nonsense.
And the story continued: Rungi planned to set up a Web site and carry out the “Sister Italy 2008″ contest, fueled by a blog. Through his efforts, sisters from around the world would get their work and their images showcased, according to an Associated Press story.
But on Tuesday, the story fell apart, and Reuters was saying it was called off, that Rungi was, in fact, saying he was misunderstood and his words misinterpreted.
“My superiors were not happy,” he told Reuters from his residence in southern Italy.
Hardly a surprise!
“The local bishop was not happy, but they did not understand me either,” the priest lamented. He said he never had plans to put nuns on a catwalk or in bathing suits. Rungi said the world press kept emphasizing physical beauty. He wanted the nuns, instead, judged on attributes like their spirituality, social awareness, charity and other qualities.
In his blog, Rungi said, he wanted to look at nuns’ “interior beauty” and what they do for society, especially in education and health care. He said his effort might help the sagging vocations and spur the recruitment of more women to the work of the Roman Catholic Church.
Earlier reports found Rungi suggesting the ideal image of a nun was Loren’s “White Sister” portrayal on film 36 years ago.
He had playfully asked aloud, “Do you really think nuns are all wizened, funereal old ladies? Today, it’s not like that any more, thanks to an injection of youth and vitality brought to our country by foreign girls.” The old priest said some of the nuns from places like Africa and Latin America were “really very, very pretty,” and he singled out “the Brazilian girls above all.”
“Being ugly is not a requirement for becoming a nun,” Rungi informed. “External beauty is a gift from God and we mustn’t hide it.” An association of Catholic teachers objected to his project, saying such a venture would only belittle the role of nuns “who have dedicated themselves to God.”
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August 25th, 2008, 2:23 pm by lawngriffiths
Iowa Methodist Hospital in 1946 had a pretty good deal as a place where mothers could go to deliver their babies.
On Sunday night, I sorted through a box of old billls, receipts and papers that my parents had left behind. I’ve had them for most of a decade but had never pored through them. First, I found the receipt from Feb. 17, 1944, at the Des Moines hospital when my sister, Lin, was born. It showed receipt of $57.50 for “maternity” for her birth, with hospital employee Lu Ellsworth filling out the 3 by 5 ½-inch receipt. Later I found the “admission agreement,” showing my mother was a housewife and my father was in “dairy farming.” Ms. Ellsworth had also filled out that form and noted that “Mrs. was nurse at Broadlawns” General Hospital across town.
A few minutes later, I came across the “statement of account” for my mother’s hospitalization at the same facility for my birth and that of my twin brother on Feb. 4, 1946. More amazingly, my mother stayed 10 days in that hospital for $4.75 per day for a total charge of $47.50. There were $17.50 in operating room costs, $2 for drugs, and $6 for laboratory. Under “other charge - please itemize,” it said “Twin baby boys - $10.” (That was probably for the hideous act of circumcision; $5 apiece for genital mutilation. What a rip-off. I would never have chosen that.)
So the entire hospital bill tallied on Feb. 14, when my mother was released, was $83, which was paid on the spot. That essentially puts my neonatal hospital costs at $41.50.
What a stark contrast to anything done with a hospital today. I recall, a few years back, a Tempe hospital billed us — and my late father’s insurance company — $12,000 for a brief hospitalization. The computer printout of all the items billed took 10 or more pages to detail.
The box of old financial records offers an amazing look at another era in the American economy when farm taxes totaled $140 for a year, stamps were a penny and the Montgomery Wards catalogue order for a horde of Christmas gifts came to under $30.
I also found a hand-written note that my kindergarten teacher sent home to my parents in September 1951. “Here is the list of workbooks ordered for the primary grade and price,” wrote Mrs. Schwartz, whom I would also have the next year for first grade when she was Mrs. Barnes (she married the superintendent). The titles were: “We Go to School,” 40 cents; “Junior Primary,” 40 cents; “Think and Do,” 45 cents; “Before We Read,” 45 cents; “Jolly Numbers,” 45 cents; “Puzzle Pages,” 45 cents; and “Fun with Dick and Jane workbook,” 45 cents.” It totaled $3.05.
“Please send as soon as convient (sic),” Mrs. Schwartz wrote, adding that my parents should “come over and look them over when at P.T.A. or anytime,” plus a note that both of us twins would need our own set of books.
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August 22nd, 2008, 5:14 pm by lawngriffiths
I frankly cannot tell you whether I ever saw the film “The Cardinal.” Stashed away at home, I have a book in which I wrote every film I ever saw in a theater, at least well into the beginning of my marriage 35 years ago. Then I stopped keeping track. It is quite a long list – especially growing long during my two years in the U.S. Army when I spent my entire time stationed at Fort Polk military post in western Louisiana.
But it was 1963 – 45 years ago—that “The Cardinal” was released in theaters. It’s the fictitious story of a New England Catholic priest who rises to become America’s first cardinal. The character, the Rev. Stephen Fermoyle (played by a handsome actor, Tom Tryon, Hartford, Conn., native), goes through a long series of experiences on his way to rising to the second highest role in the Roman Catholic Church, the College of Cardinals, just short of being pope.
The Fairfield County (Conn.) Catholic, a biweekly newspaper, serving the Diocese of Bridgeport, regularly comes my way (I don’t know why), and I find it an excellent example of sectarian journalism. The Aug. 9 issue had a feature about how the filming for “The Cardinal” in 1962 in Stamford took place and what people in that area, still living, remember about those experiences. The film featured such longtime actors as Carol Lynley, John Huston, Burgess Meredith, Ossie Davis and Romy Schneider. The film was set in the era from 1917 to the start of World War II and was filmed in Connecticut, Rome and Vienna. Filming began just as Vatican II was underway in Rome.
Many quoted in the story were then-young Catholic school children in the Stamford area who made up the extras, a few with small speaking parts. Their memories are delightful. “On the day of the shooting, he (Frank Macari, a Saint John School second grader) and other class members were brought down to the kindergarten where the wardrobe area had been set up. The boys were to be outfitted in 1917 knickers and caps. ‘If the costume fit you, you got to be part of the scene. If it didn’t, you had to go back upstairs to class,’” Macari recalled of his acting debut.
Some lamented that they were in many scenes that ended up on the cutting room floor. The film’s legendary director, Otto Preminger, was fearsome. Patricia Smith Nivakoff-Altman said Preminger was “a stern and imposing autocrat who frightened the students and ruled the set with complete authority.” Students did not dare act up around him, she said. She also recalled being in a scene in the basement of their church in which “Father Fermoyle explains to students that people of other faiths can get to heaven.”
“We did 38 takes,” Nivakoff-Altman remembered. “We didn’t finish until 3 in the afternoon. And the next day, because we had missed school, we had to write an essay about the experience.” None of them got a cent for taking part in the filming, she said, adding how it still was one of the most memorable experiences of her life.
Pat Bell of Stratford, Conn., told how exciting it was to be in a film about a priest and to see all the things brought in to recreate the year 1917. She proved to be too tall for a scene where kids walk along side the priest as he says good-bye to the parish. To allay Bell’s disappointment of being excluded, her parents promised to take her to see the film when it would be released.
“The Cardinal,” which debuted Dec. 12, 1963, got mixed reviews, but earned six Academy Award and six Golden Globe nominations. It won Golden Globes for best motion picture in drama and the best supporting actor (Huston) in the awards the next year.
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August 22nd, 2008, 9:57 am by lawngriffiths
Rick Warren certainly pulled off a coup last Saturday by getting Barack Obama and John McCain to answer his questions for an hour each, one after the other. When the night was over at Saddleback Church in Lake Forrest, Calif., I felt cheapened. I felt like two men had been used.
Throughout the exercise, I was ambivalence that the two presidential candidates were being asked questions impertinent to much of what we would expect them to do as president of the United States. After all, The U.S. Constitution says “no religious test shall ever be required as a qualification to any office or public trust under the United States.” Afterwards, it was said that Warren’s litany of questions had “exposed the souls” of the senators and presidential hopefuls. But there was the nagging question that they had been prodded to answer questions on things like “evil.” Much of the body language on Saturday showed candidates safely answering and giving expected responses, but their expressions suggested, “Is this appropriate?’’ I cringed.
Both candidates, at times, seemed to be sycophants to the head of one of the nation’s five largest churches, both alluding to Warren’s wildly successful book, “A Purpose Driven Life,” with its 25-million copies sold.
So I am encouraged by a Pew Forum on Religion & Public Life survey whose results were released Wednesday that found “more Americans question religion’s role in politics: Conservatives’ views now more in line with the views of moderates and liberals.” It talked of a change of heart by Americans. Just over half of Americans said churches and other houses of worships should keep out of political matters “and not express their views on day-to-day social and political matters.” Pew said that was a change from the pattern over the past year where there was support for such speaking out.
In a survey July 31 to Aug. 10, some 2,905 adults were polled. It found that the change of heart was mostly among conservatives: Four years ago, 30 percent of conservatives said they believed churches and other houses of worship should stay out of politics. “Today, 50 percent of conservatives express this view,” Pew researchers said.
Moreover, “a small but significant increase” was found, since 2004, in the number of people saying they are uncomfortable when they hear politicians talk about how religious they are (40 percent to 46 percent). Pew found that an increasing number of Americans assert that “religiously defined ideological groups have too much control” over the political parties.
“Nearly half (48 percent) say religious conservatives have too much influence over the Republican Party, up from 43 percent in August 2007,” it said. From those polled in 2007 and 2008, respondents said liberals, who are not religious, have too much sway over the Democrats – 43 percent today to 37 percent last year.
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August 20th, 2008, 3:04 pm by lawngriffiths
More than 10 years ago when I gave a eulogy at my mother’s funeral, I noted how cooking was not one of her interests. The farm wife surely could cook, nonetheless, but they were not fancy meals. Of course, the large family garden easily supplied major portions of what showed up on the table.
At that funeral, I sang the lines of a simple made-up song that my brother, sister and I used to sing at the top of our lungs at the dining table, “Potatoes and meat, potatoes and meat. That’s all we have for dinner. Potatoes and meat, potatoes and meat. That’s all we have for dinner!” Of course, it wasn’t true. There was more variety than that, but there were times when the boiled potatoes and the meat (fried until it was leather) had no appeal. (It wasn’t until I traveled to South America a few years after leaving home that I truly learned how steaks should taste, that meat actually had juices).
As a farm boy, producing food was our reason for existence. The raw milk, eggs, hogs, cattle, poultry, corn, soybeans and other forms of food that we marketed from our land over the decades were considerable by volume, but typical for farms in central Iowa, in a state that touted having 25 percent of the grade A soil in the world.
So I like the new name “Feeding America” that has replaced the family organization, “America’s Second Harvest – The Nation’s Food Bank Network.” Names change Sept. 1. For nearly 30 years, it has been at the forefront of scrambling to ensure good, excess food is not wasted and discarded. Thus it’s named “second harvest.” Through well-managed systems of working with grocery chains, restaurants, canneries and food packers, the network of Second Harvest organizations have captured food and gotten it to the needy in a timely manner. That’s pretty much sums up its purpose: “Our mission is to feed America’s hungry through a nationwide network of member food banks and engage our country in the fight to end hunger.”
Among the food-rescue organizations in Arizona that are part of Second Harvest are United Food Bank in Mesa, St. Mary’s Food Bank Alliance in Phoenix and food banks in Tucson and Yuma. Arizona has a listed poverty rate of 14.4 percent, a child poverty rate of 21.6 percent and a food insecurity rate (those households deemed most in dire need) 12.2 percent.
Now Feeding America is explaining why it made the name change: “…our efforts to truly engage the public have been limited by a lack of name recognition.” Second Harvest “does not clearly capture our mission and vision,” the organization said Wednesday in a nationally distributed e-mail. The new name, it said, “will provide the foundational support to bring about the change this country needs” and build support to “feed one million people each year, significantly increase participation in federal nutrition programs, and inspire the public to support our efforts.”
And it is calling on anyone who is involved in advocacy for the hungry to step up their support on smartly bringing down hunger and malnutrition in America and make “Feeding America” and powerful participial phrase.
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August 13th, 2008, 12:42 pm by lawngriffiths
Across American Catholicism, it’s been a veritable work in progress to develop policies to protect teens and youngsters in wake of the long nightmare of child abuse by priests across the recent decades.
Breathtaking has been the rules laid down by the Archdiocese of Cincinnati, which was recently released. It is truly no-nonsense in its approach – maybe even a total cold blanket – on interaction between priests and volunteers, and children. While it is certainly necessary to remove grounds for complaints or misunderstandings by children or parents, it surely could be viewed as taking traditional fun between children and their spiritual mentors.
The decree, signed by Archbishop Daniel Pilarczyk, is a revision of the Decree on Child Abuse, first released in 1993 and updated every five years. Barred to “maintain the safest possible environment for children” are any form of unwanted attention; inappropriate, forceful or lengthy embraces and/or bear hugs; kisses; lab-sitting; touching of buttocks, chest, knees, thighs or genital areas; placing hands in the pockets of a child; show affection in isolated areas such as bedrooms, closets, adults-only or staff-only areas or other private rooms; laying (sic) down, cuddling or sleeping near a child; wrestling; tickling; piggyback rides; massage given to an adult to a child; and a massage given by a child to an adult.
In the “emotional boundaries” domain, these are viewed as violations: compliments that related to physique or body development; meeting alone in locations away from a parish, school, agency or institution; calling or e-mailing a child for the purpose other than those directly related to academics or ministry; displaying and/or taking excessive photographs of a child; and engaging in sexually oriented conversations not related to education or ministry. The rules also include not offering cigarettes, alcohol or drugs to children, allowing children to visit inappropriate Web sites, being under the influence of alcohol or drugs with working with children; giving gifts without parents’ or guardians’ permission.
And the list goes on to such areas as ridiculing parents’ beliefs, speaking harshly to children, swearing, being rude in the presence of a child, being nude in their presence and, of course all forms of sexual conduct, which are graphically spelled out in the decree. The 58-page document includes phone numbers for law enforcement offices across the archdiocese where anyone may report allegations of misconduct and abuse.
All this might lead some to say children and teens will be denied much of the delightful fun and interaction they have traditionally had with Catholic youth leaders, the overwhelmingly numbers of whom knew the boundaries and were self-restrained. Bonds were made and children grew up with warm memories of rich conversations and some horseplay. But who dares take chances anymore?
There were calls for Pilarczyk to resign in 2003 after he pled no contest to five misdemeanor charges that the archdiocese had failed to report cases of sex abuse by clergy to authorities between 1978 to 1982. A $10,000 fine was paid, and the archdiocese established a $3 million fund to compensate victims of abuse, an amount that child advocate groups said was too small and was too little too late.
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August 12th, 2008, 4:55 pm by lawngriffiths
Shelter our children from ideas and influences usually never works. Imparting our values well and then trusting in their discernment and judgment usually lead to healthier skills to sort through the diverse messages and ideas that will come their way.
Parents in Seattle made a fuss in April when the Dalai Lama, the Nobel Peace Prize winner and iconic religious, spoke there, and school leaders decided that his message of compassion was worthwhile for students to hear. In fact, some 14,500 schoolchildren took a “field trip” and were transported to a venue for a designated “youth event.” They were brought into Seattle from across the state to hear the exiled Tibetan Buddhist leader.
It sparked widespread debate over its appropriateness and where lines should be drawn between exposing kids to distinctive “religious” beliefs of a “holy man” and just hearing one of the world’s most famous people speak. Purists said the children were exposed to religious teachings that contrasted with their own. Could the Dalai Lama stick to a pure secular message like being kind and respectful of others? Were school children too impressionable and could begin embracing concepts that deviate from the “right teaching.”
Seeds of Compassion, which brought him in, submitted that the Dalai Lama was also there as a political leader, albeit one not able to lead it effectively in exile. Seems he got complaints as well in 2001 when he visit Portland, Ore., and some 9,000 students from Oregon and parts of Washington were brought together to hear him. Lawmakers said it was wrong for public funds to be used.
This year, a Seeds of Compassion spokesman said that research shows that compassion and healthy social and emotional development in kids decrease bullying, increase self-control and fosters greater student achievement.
I suspect the children who saw the 73-year-old leader mostly just remember listening to a famous, nice man who laughs easily and dressed in robes the don’t commonly see. They might remember it a long time.
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August 11th, 2008, 9:23 am by lawngriffiths
I’ve gotten in some great summer reading, and one book I recently finished was “Write It When I’m Gone: Remarkable Off-the-Record Conversations with Gerald Ford.” When Thomas M. DeFrank’s book was released late last year, it created a buzz because of what the 38th president have candidly shared about other U.S. presidents of his time and their policies.
The premise of such a book undertaking is fascinating: Be honest and frank on various subjects with a writer, sworn to keep it secret. Then, be long gone for the fallout or consequences. Some of course can say, with good reason, that it’s a chicken way out. But it is safe to say a bazillion thoughts, information and opinions go to the grave – some of which would have serves the understanding of those left behind, as well as history. Perhaps other high profile politicians or giants in this world are doing the same thing with a writer, at this moment, and we await their deaths to get the fuller story.
Of course, diaries, made public after people’s deaths, have been doing much the same thing for centuries.
I remember catching glimpses of Gerald Ford in 1972 during a three-month stint in Washington, D.C., doing some Capitol Hill reporting while I was with the small Medill News Service, associated with Northwestern University where I was earning my master’s degree in journalism. Ford was president (1974-77) when our son was born, and we recall seeing him a few years ago in the terminal of Denver International Airport, being transported on an airport cart (probably as part of his many comings and going to his summer home at Beaver Creek, outside of Vail, Colo.).
In the final pages of the 250-page “Write It When I’m Gone,” DeFrank tells of Ford final months of life and how rapidly the former president’s health had deteriorated in the late fall of 2006. At that point, some of his closest associates were making their final visits to chat with him at his Rancho Mirage home in Palm Springs. Ford was at a point where he could no longer communicate and was bed-ridden.
“Inevitably, death-watch rumors surfaced,” DeFrank writes. “Desert TV stations reported his condition had deteriorated dramatically. The family suspected that the Fords’ minister, the Reverend Robert Certain of St. Margaret’s Episcopal, was the source. Certain had been asked, in writing, to stop talking about family matters, but kept talking.”
That passage took me back to a lunch I had with Certain in a Scottsdale restaurant in March 2003 when Certain’s name was being actively floated as a candidate for bishop of the Episcopal Diocese of Arizona. (He wasn’t selected). Certain had spent 2 ½ years (1995-1998) as associate pastor and then interim rector at St. Barnabas on the Desert Episcopal Church in Scottsdale and was now in that pastorate at St. Margaret’s where Gerry and Betty Ford were his high-profile parishioners.
The article I wrote, at the time on Certain, was about his just released book, “Unchained Eagle: From Prisoner of War to Prisoner of Christ,” which I had read the weekend before in preparation for the interview. His book dealt with his 30 years in the U.S. Air Force, part of a year as a prisoner of war in infamous Hanoi Hilton in North Vietnam. He was the navigator on the crew of a B-52G Stratofortress in late 1972 that was hit by a rocket, forcing him to parachute out at 31,000 feet. He was soon captured by North Vietnamese. With peace accords signed in 1973, he was released. His book dealt with his going into the chaplaincy (spending 22 years in the Reserves), balancing family life with Air Force demands and handling his own post-traumatic stress and temper.
I had forgotten about Certain until I saw him on C-Span conducting Ford’s funeral Jan. 2, 2007 at the National Cathedral in Washington, D.C. (I wrote a column, recalling our encounter in Scottsdale.) Certain had conducted the private family service three days before at St. Margaret’s. Certain noted at the time that the Fords had the “President’s Pew” for decades after they left the White House and set up residence in Palm Springs. “This was their spot, and it will always be their spot,” Certain announced.
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